My brother standing up to my father didn't change the fact that I wasn't going to be in the ritual anymore.

I didn't look back as the men dragged us away from the pack into the forest.

the rest of them were already crying and I knew why, no one knew their fate, this might be the last time that they would ever see their family.

"What about you, " A thought said to my head.

I knew it was better not to look back, he always derived pleasure in giving me pain so there's no need of looking back.

I turned back and the only person my eyes ran...